i have dreamed of love
sadly dream is all it was
life lived without love
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fear to take up pen
lest the ink of loneliness
spill upon the page
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she tends her flowers
gathering up poetry
unaware of me
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lay in bed last night
wondering who and where you are
if you'll ever find me
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i can feel your heat
what you're doing this moment
touching with your mind
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speak not of beauty
for in darkness desire depends
much more on the mind
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what you do alone
you'd rather with a lover
daring share pleasure
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read the words i write
some private place consider
things i cannot say
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dares not acknowledge
how deeply his words touch her
how they feel inside
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someday look at me
for a moment imagine
what love would be like
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intoxicating
she gives poetic kisses
words soaked in vodka
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alone with my words
on her skin tracing letters
which spell ecstasy
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"Falling in love is not a one-time thing", she thought, staring into the night. "And, it's not a one-way thing, either." She could see her nude reflection in the dark window, and, realized, that, better than a mirror, she saw herself as he saw her. The dark hid details and ambient light illustrated her, overall. But, not just her body, but, the woman... the naked woman who had revealed all her thoughts, desires, kinks, and fantasies. His smile had not changed, but seemed to burn brighter. Now, truly naked, she wondered if she could live up to her own desires. He came up behind her, pressed his nakedness to hers, put his arms around her and growled into her ear... that's you. you're perfect. I love you... and she fell in love all over again.
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all senses engaged
she watches his butterfly
touching her secrets
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what's wrong with pleasure
that we consider it sin
rather than a gift
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dreamed you desired me
although that could never be
still it's my desire
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what are your secrets
you've done or desired to do
i will not judge you
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flowers inner folds
wet with desire's morning dew
enticing kisses
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Donovan Baldwin